March 06, 2010
Today, snowdrops. Have you seen them? Tiny white flowers, hanging their shy little heads adorably.
I love how they appear overnight, right there in the dark, cold soil of our flower bed as the snow recedes across the lawn.
Along with the sunshine, the warmer temperatures, these lovely little blossoms trumpet the arrival of spring.
Soon.
February 12, 2010
Today, I wrote this poem: "Aftermath of a Doctor Visit" I am not
ready
to embrace how
fragile
life is. I am not
ready
for the
certainty
that this
will end
someday. I am not
ready
to look
into the
future, watch
us both
grow old
and feeble. Is it...
February 05, 2010
Yesterday, I lay in bed, trying to go back to sleep, napping in the afternoon because I didn't feel well. Sleep eluded me, and my mind wandered. Names arose, whispered to me by a long lost friend I feared I would never hear from again. The writing muse. She is elusive, that wild, frolicsome thing. Often coy, playing hide-n-seek, refusing to show up when I call her. Sometimes, she stays away so...
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December 28, 2009
I sit in our sunroom, watching the snow fall. A welcome visitor that we have waited for a long, long December while the rest of the country had snow, and we didn't. I look out the sliding glass doors and watch the falling snow cover the ground, though plenty of grass still pokes through. Strange for this area of Michigan at this time of year. Because of the holidays, because of the expected...